Tara S
Car pee-ers
I'm enjoying the posts from all of you who like to pee in your cars. I think it's interesting that you like to do this. I myself never did anything like that, but I find it fascinating that there are people who do. Especially that you let your kids do it. I actually had a friend years ago who used to let her daughter pee with her in a chair. She said they would do it usually right before bed. She said it was relaxing and also she swore that it helped with potty training. The chair was in the daughter's room and she would sit in it and the daughter would sit on her lap with her and then they would both pee. I thought it was a little strange but she said it was a good way to wind down at the end of the day. To each their own I guess.
Taylor T
Michael W's Survey and Friend's House
Hey everyone! It's been a little bit since I've posted on here because of schoolwork and everything so I'm back and I'm going to answer Michael W's Survey and tell a story that just happened on Friday the 27th (I'm writing this on Saturday the 28th).
How old are you: 16 years old
How long does it take you to poop? If I'm at school usually 2-3 minutes but at home in my own bathroom I take about 5-10 minutes
What is your poop like usually? Most of the time I have 2-3 big logs around 8-11 inches and some smaller pieces
Do you fart when you poop? Yes a ton, usually before a turd starts to make its way out I have a tiny fart and I'll probably push out a few farts after a turd has gone out
Does your poop plop loudly in the toilet? Yeah with the smaller pieces with the bigger pieces it plunks in which is honestly the best sound ever. In general pooping has some really great sounds
Are you comfortable pooping in toilets other than your own? Usually yeah like I'll poop at a friends house or at a family member's house or just in public. I never really have a problem with it.
Name all the places you have pooped. School, doctor's office, aunts house, grandmothers house, IKEA, Port-a potty, and a ton more.
How bad do you stink up the bathroom when you poop? Surprisingly for me I rarely stink up the bathroom unless I've had like ???? or stuff like that.
I usually play games on my phone or FaceTime one of my friends cause they know I'm pooping lol. But I only FaceTime if I'm home alone.
What time of day do you poop? During the school year usually around 3:30-7:00 pm but during the summer it varies.
Do you courtesy flush? No I rarely ever do just because I want to see my poop all at the end.
Have you ever clogged a toilet? I do sometimes but not all the time which is surprising because for someone who poops as big as me I don't usually clog the toilet.
What sort of things make you poop? Spicy stuff anything with protein and fiber which I eat a lot of since I do sports.
How long does it take if your constipated? I'll be dead honest but I have never been constipated except for once when I was a baby according to my mom but i apparently haven't been constipated since.
How long does it take if you have diarrhea? About 10 minutes, I get diarrhea once or twice a year.
Have you ever felt like you were done but had to poop more? Yeah once in a while but it's pretty rare.
When you have finished pooping and left a terrible smell in the bathroom. What do you think the next person thinks? Like I said I never really leave a smell but if I do then I honestly want them to think, "Wow, Taylor just pooped"
How do you usually sit when you're on the toilet? I sit on the seat with my pants and underwear around my ankles, I feel the most comfortable in that position.
Would you rather be constipated or have diarrhea? Diarrhea cause at least something is coming out of me.
When did you find this site? About a year ago but I didn't start posting until more recently.
And onto my story! So yesterday we had the day off of school due to teachers professional development day. So I went over my friend Jane's house so we could work on our History project. I got there around 12:30 which her mother left at 11 to go to work and her father would be leaving at 2 to go to work. So it would just be me, her, and her twin sister. We were mostly just hanging out with her sister instead of doing our project, eventually she left so we began to work on the project. She would be doing the writing portion and I would do the creation piece with a tri-fold board. While we were doing this my stomach started to twist a bit and I needed to fart so badly, Jane finished typing out the second paragraph and she said she'd be right back and went into the bathroom across the hallway and she locked the door. I didn't hear much beside her pee going in the toilet so I farted which wasn't to loud. Right when my fart finished I had a strong urge to poop. I was kinda embarrassed to but I knew I wouldn't be able to hold it until I get home. I walked downstairs and saw her sister at the kitchen table on her phone so I asked her, "Hey where is your bathroom" "There's one upstairs" "Yeah but Jane is in there and I really have to go" "Yeesh she's probably pooping here come down to the basement there's another toilet". She opened the door and said, "Pee or poop don't worry I won't tell Jane" "Umm poop why" "Okay make sure you throw the toilet paper in the trash because it won't go down our toilet" "Okay just please don't tell Jane that I'm pooping" "Oh trust me I won't if I was pooping I'd be just as embarrassed as you" and she shut the door. I pushed my sweatpants and underwear down and sat down on the cold seat and farted. As my turd coiled out of my bum I heard loud footsteps walking down the stairs and I realized that the door wasn't locked so I said, "Hold on I'm in here" "Okay let me know when you're done peeing" and I thought to myself oh god, cause she thought I was peeing. The turd continued coiling out of my bum and dropped in with a "splunk" sound and a loud fart. Jane knocked and said, "Taylor are you pooping haha" "No I just farted I still can't get my pee out" "Okay just let me know" but she wouldn't leave. A second turd started crackling out loudly and dropped in with a plunk noise. Jane again knocked and said, "Hey it's okay if you're pooping I just pooped also and clogged my toilet" "Okay as long as it's fine with you I'm just embarrassed" "Why be embarrassed you're my friend you can poop here, if you gotta poop you gotta poop there's no shame". I was so relieved and farted loudly and said, "Thank you I'm all done" and I started to wipe and she came in and I didn't feel embarrassed she said, I just need the plunger she reached over the toilet and said, "Wow that's a big one is that your usual size" and I said "Yeah I've always been a big pooper" and I flushed the toilet.
Ol
Marie
Thanks for the advice! I will definitely try some of those ideas.
I was recently just messing around online and I found this article that had a subtitle of "If you want to tell if someone is a lier, ask them if they pee in the shower," or something like that. That was the first time I acknowledged how true that is. My friends do it, I certainly do it, and my friend K (not real name) told me that her mom even does it. Anyone else?
I unfortunately have nothing especially interesting to write about, but I will be on again soon.
Since it's Halloween soon, Spooky Pooping! -Ol
Benjamin
Camping in cardboard boxes for a weekend, part 3
On the last morning of our weekend outing, I awoke early with the strong urge to pee. I slipped out of my sleeping bag, trying not to wake the girls on either of me, who were snoring quietly. I opened the flaps of the box and crawled outside after putting on my shoes.
My stomach was also hurting and I knew it was because I hadn't pooped for over a day. I could tell that I would need to spend some time going to the bathroom, so I headed for the woods instead of the makeshift toilet in the next box, not wanting to hog it with two girls also needing to use it. I had gotten about halfway to the trees when I heard the box flaps opening again and turned to see Anna exiting the "cabin", too. She closed the flaps behind her and then stopped when she saw me.
"Oh, hey," she said in greeting. "I...um, I need to pee really bad, do...do you if I join you?"
"Sure," I told her and we headed off together.
"I actually need to poop, too," I said and she smiled a little.
"I didn't see you go yesterday," she said.
"I didn't."
We started walking through the woods and eventually stopped when Anna said she almost couldn't hold it anymore. Anna looked around hopefully for something to sit on, but there wasn't anything nearby. She looked at me and blushed deeply.
"Um...could you help me squat? I- I've never done it before."
I watched her unbutton her jeans and slide them down to her ankles, followed by her underwear. Then she reached out to hold my hands; hers were very warm and a little slick with sweat, probably from being nervous. She spread her feet wide and slowly squatted down over the ground, holding her butt high in the air. I noted the difference: Carrie tended to squat much lower to the ground when peeing, almost sitting on the backs of her ankles.
She looked up at me from her squatting position and gave a nervous giggle. "I can't believe I'm doing this," she muttered. Then she closed her eyes and went very still for several seconds. Hsssssss... Her pee hit the ground and started forming a steaming puddle under her and her breath rushed out in a relieved huff.
A quiet fart exited her bottom as she squatted peeing. "Oops, excuse me!" she said and laughed. Then, another not-so-quiet fart came shortly afterward. A look of concern crossed her face for a moment, though she didn't open her eyes. I heard her grunt softly a few times and her pee stream sprayed out hard with each push, and I knew she was pushing to try and poop.
I heard a soft crackling noise and then a small thud in the frosty grass between her feet. Another small thud followed it as she grunted again, louder this time. Prrrrt! She farted loudly. She grunted loudly, really pushing hard on this one, and I heard a third, larger thud in the grass as she pooped again. PRRRRRT! After she farted, Anna let out a relieved sigh and finally opened her eyes.
"Wow, I didn't know I had to poop, too! Sorry you had to sit there and watch me grunt out a few turds," she said apologetically. I told her it was okay.
She asked for the toilet paper and I gave it to her. She quickly wiped herself and then pulled up her pants and stood up. She turned and looked down at her poop on the ground, surrounded by a puddle of pee. Her third turd was very large. I bet she felt good. "Wow, I really had to go!"
A cramp hit my stomach and I grunted involuntarily. Anna looked at me in concern. "Are you okay?"
I quickly undid my jeans and slid them and my underwear down, before squatting down. Another stomach cramp hit and I pushed hard, letting out a loud fart...and then nothing. I could feel a large mass in my lower abdomen that simply refused to move. Oh no....
I grunted, straining as hard as I could, and felt a little movement downward. I kept it up, pushing again and again, and slowly, I felt my butt start to open very painfully, to the point that tears were starting in my eyes.
"Are you constipated?" Anna asked sympathetically. I could only nod at her, as I was pushing too hard to speak.
The huge lump in my gut slowly slid out as I pushed and pushed, grunting loudly all the way. I felt myself start to pee from the straining, and I quickly reached down to redirect the stream away from my clothes. A sigh escaped me as my bladder emptied. The pressure in my abdomen got less intense as I pushed, and I could feel my enormous turd continuing to slide out. It felt like I was pooping out my large intestine. My pee stream slowed and stopped after about a minute.
Finally, after nearly fifteen minutes of continuous pooping, I felt the last turd drop out of my bottom with a heavy thud in the grass. Three or four very loud farts immediately erupted from my butt at the release of the plug holding them in. I groaned in relief as the pressure vanished completely and I felt blissfully empty.
"Are...are you done?" Anna asked in a hushed voice. I nodded and reached for the toilet paper to wipe myself. Then, I stood up and pulled up my pants, feeling light as a feather.
"Look down!" Anna said. I turned to look and my heart nearly stopped: I had produced a very, very long, thick turd that curled around several times on the ground. It was all one turd, not several as I had thought. My knees went a bit weak as I saw it.
"Do you feel better?" Anna asked. I nodded mutely.
We started walking back toward camp. When we got there, Carrie was just crawling out of the cabin, probably headed for the bathroom next door, carrying a book. She saw us coming toward her and grinned.
"He took an enormous poop!" Anna said loudly, before I could say anything. I blushed but Carrie just laughed.
She headed into the other box and Anna asked her to stop before she closed the doors. "Poop in front of us," she ordered. Carrie complied, pulling down her pants and underwear and sitting on the plastic seat, shivering a bit from the cold. She had to lean forward to stop her head from hitting the low "ceiling". She giggled as we watched her sit there for a few seconds.
Psssss! Her pee stream hit the bottom of the bucket hard and continued for nearly a minute. Prrrrt. A small fart echoed in the bucket and she giggled again. Another fart burst out of her and a third quickly after. She burst out laughing. "Sorry, I'm gassy this morning!" Her pee died away and she sighed and then sat quietly for a moment, smiling at us. Then she opened her book and began to read it.
She rose up on her toes momentarily and I knew she was about to start pushing. She grunted softly, her mouth pressing into a thin line, her cheeks puffing out. A heavy thud hit the bottom of the bucket and she sighed and relaxed for a moment. Another fart echoed in the bucket.
Another thud sounded in the toilet as she turned a page and she grunted as she started pushing again. Another turd dropped and she farted loudly, which made Anna laugh. Another fart hissed out of her bottom. Then she sat quietly reading for a few minutes without doing anything more.
"Are you done already?" Anna asked, sounding a bit disappointed.
Carrie farted and looked up from her book. "Nope. Still lots more, I think." She started pushing again. Another heavy thud sounded in the bucket as she pooped. Another turd hit the bottom of the bucket and she farted again. She grunted, pushing hard, and only farted once more. She relaxed and picked up the toilet paper to wipe. She wiped and then stood up (as much as she could) and pulled up her pants, placing her book back against the box wall. She smiled at us and then glanced into the bucket. "Wow, I went a lot!"
Carrie picked up the full bucket and took it into the trees to empty and clean. Then she came back and placed it back in the stall. She came out and closed the flaps, her nose wrinkling a bit from the smell inside.
We spent the rest of the day exploring the woods. We ate lunch on the go as we walked around. Anna started letting off quiet farts about an hour later, and finally stopped the group and announced that she was nearly pooping in her pants and had to go now. She looked around quickly for something to sit on as she pooped. Her stomach was making ominous rumbling noises and she was sweating a little; she looked a bit sick.
She moaned softly, holding her stomach as she danced from foot to foot, clearly very uncomfortable. Finally, I spotted a fallen log about thirty feet away and she hobbled desperately toward it. Her stomach kept rumbling and gurgling loudly as she frantically undid her jeans and shoved them and her underwear to her knees, sitting quickly on the log with her butt hanging over the side.
SPLUUUUUURT! She let out a loud groan of pain as a huge splattering was heard behind her, followed by several big farts. She leaned forward, groaning in pain. Frrrrt-spluuurt! Her farts were cut off by another gush of diarrhea. Anna was gripping the log she was sitting on tightly with one hand, the other clamped around her aching belly.
FRRRRRT! PRRRRRT! FRRRT-Splurt! Again, her farting was interrupted by a large gushing of diarrhea. She was shaking by the end of it, her eyes squeezed shut in pain as she hunched forward. Carrie was kneeling in front of her, stroking her face gently to soothe her. FRRRRRT-Frrt-spluuuurt! She groaned involuntarily and curled in on herself as another long rush of poop splattered the ground beneath her.
Anna started crying as another long gush of poop poured out of her poor bottom. Carrie wrapped her in a hug as another round of loud farts exploded out of Anna's butt. The smell was horrific, but neither of us said anything; it's not like poor Anna could help that!
Frrrt-frrrt-spluuuuurt! Her butt let out what seemed like another gallon of poop, followed by more farts. I began to wonder how much poop was in her, given she had already pooped once that morning. Anna seemed like she wasn't going to be stopping any time soon. I felt really bad for her.
Suddenly, Anna lurched forward and gagged a bit. Carrie pulled Anna forward quickly and had her get down on the ground on all fours. That way, it would just go on the ground, and not in her clothes. Anna burped loudly and then gagged a third time...and her breakfast and lunch splattered all over the ground! FRRRT! PRRRRT! Pa-frrrrt! She farted several times as she threw up. Psssss... A little stream of pee squirted from between her legs and fell into the frosty grass directly below her, quickly building into a fast, full stream as she let go completely.
Finally, her tortured stomach seemed empty and she gagged a few more times without bringing anything else up. Her pee stream trickled to a stop after about twenty seconds of peeing. Prrrt! Prrrt! A few last, high-pitched farts popped out of her butt as she knelt there on all fours. A long sigh of relief left her. She finally opened her eyes, which were red from crying. Her breathing was hard and ragged and she looked exhausted.
Shakily, she got to her feet and then quickly sat back on the log again, as if scared she might start going a second time. She grunted, clearly pushing again, but nothing came out except the hiss of a quiet fart. She sighed and relaxed. She asked if we had toilet paper and I gave it to her, having packed a roll in my day-bag. Lucky thing.
She took a long time to wipe herself, grimacing from the pain, as her bottom was very sore. She washed her hands with hand sanitizer and finally stood up again and pulled up her jeans and underwear. The look of relief on her face was beyond description.
She declined to take a look at what she'd done and we quickly headed back for the campsite, where we packed up early and headed back toward home. Along the way, Carrie stopped to squat against a tree and pee. Two quiet farts followed and she went still, grunting softly as she pushed. I could see a small turd sliding out of her butt as she strained with her eyes closed. It dropped with a small thud and she farted loudly. Then she wiped herself and stood up and we continued on our journey home. It had been an eventful weekend.Anna from Austria
Did you ladies ever had to use a stall with broken lock?
I had the "pleasure" last weekend. I went clubbing for the first time after same time and I had quite a fun time with my friends. After a while the drinks wanted to leave my body again so I went to ladies room.
I was really bursting for a wee so I just took the first open stole. Pulled down my pants and panties and set on the toilet.
This was also the first time I noticed a very odd habbit of myself. Instead of locking the stall first before pulling your pants and get seated on the toilet. I tend to do it the either way round. First get seated and then lock the stall. Do not ask me why I tend to this. I have no clue to honest.
After got seated I wanted to lock the door but the lock was not working. I was to desperate to get up and chose the stall. So had to hold the door while peeing forcefully. at least 2 ladies tried to walk into stall while I was peeing but luckily they felt the resistance at the door immediately, apologized and wen to another stall.
Luckily I had just to do a wee. If I had to go number 2 the same situation would have been very embarrassing.
That is my story for today
hope you liked it
greetings from Austria
Anna
Michael's Survey
1. How old are you? 28
2. How long does it take you to poop? 2-4 minutes depending. Rarely more than 5.
3. What is your poop like usually? Usually medium-to-hard lumps.
4. Do you fart when you poop? Not a lot.
5. Does your poop plop loudly in the toilet? Yeah.
6. Are you comfortable pooping in other toilets than your own? Sort of, I only get uncomfortable if somebody else can hear or smell me poo, or knows that I'm pooing.
7. Name all the places you have pooped. Home, friend's houses, school, work...too many to count.
8. How bad do you stink up the bathroom when you poop? Unless I'm sick, my poo is never that stinky. It smells bad (all poo does) but I wouldn't say that I stink it up usually.
9. Do you do anything to keep you occupied when you poop? Usually I'm on my phone.
10. What time of the day do you usually poop? Typically in the evening.
11. Do you courtesy flush? Like I said, unless I'm sick my poo isn't that stinky. If I'm sick I courtesy flush. Otherwise, I don't for smell, but sometimes I do multiple flushes while I'm pooing, to prevent a clog.
12. Have you ever clogged the toilet before? All the time to be honest.
13. What sort of things make you poop? Stress.
14. How long does it take you to poop if you are constipated? 5 minutes or a little more, if I'm really constipated.
15. How does it take you to poop if you are having diarrhea? Just a few minutes.
16. Have you ever thought you were done and then felt like you had to poop some more? All the time.
17. When you have finished pooping and left a terrible smell in the bathroom, What does the next person who goes in there think? They probably think "it's stinky in here" lol
18. How do you sit when you are on the toilet? I lean forward with my forearms on my knees and my pants around my ankles. If I'm pushing out a big poo, I go on my tip toes.
19. Would you rather be constipated or would you rather have diarrhea? Constipated. Both hurt but at least constipation poo isn't as stinky as diarhhea.
20. When was the first time you found this site? I was a freshman in high school, all the way back in 2004!Juliette from France
To Rose story about insects in toilet
I hate insects very much, especially animal like spiders. I 'be seen some insects in toilet when I poop before, I 'll tell you the most memorable ones.
This happened two years ago, me and my friends went picnic on a little mountain. After eating the lunch, I felt a strong urge to poop, my friend told me that there is a toilet 200 meters away from here, so I need to find it because there are no bushes or trees around here. I finally found the toilet and I was shocked, there were no doors in the toilet, there are three stalls and they are all sitting ones, two of them were filled with dirty poop and paper, so I went in the third one and praying nobody comes in when I poop, the toilet stinks, and are many insects, but the urge to poop was stronger than EVERYTHING. So I sit down in disgust and start pooping. I let out several farts and start pushing, the turd is hard, I haven't went to toilet for two days, so my poop were hard, I try hard pushing it, but the poop still don't came out. After pushing for 15 minutes, I saw some insects near my foot, they look ugly, I'm scared, but I couldn't move anyway, the poop were on it's way. These insects lined up in a row, slowly climbed up from my shoes, and they reached my leg and touch my skin, these insects look ugly, and I'm too scared to dump them down, I came out cold sweat. At the same time, the huge poop were half out. I keep pushing for 30 minutes, the insects crawled to the root of my thigh. And finally... They get to my bottom, they climbed down the gap between my butt and the toilets! I'm so scared so I scream. These bug climb through my butt and climbed on my turd! But just then, SPLASH. These insects were gone with my turd, after that, my friends came and asked me if I'm OK because they know I often have diarrhea and I've been in the bathroom for an hour. It's a little bit of embarrassing to poop in front of my friend in the bathroom with no doors. I told them I was constipated and they helped me to push, so I keep pooping and just letting out a bunch of loud farts, we all laugh. After trying for ten minutes, I give up, so I wipe my butt and stand, one of my friend look in the bathroom and scream, I look in it and found a massive turd and some dead insects around it. The flush is broken, so we just left the dump there. Next day's morning, the rest of my poop get free in the same bathroom, the same stool, and that will be another story.Rose
Hello everyone. My name is Rose and I am going to tell you something that happened yesterday. My girlfriend, her mom, and I were sitting at the kitchen table talking. And then out of nowhere my girlfriend's mom rips a loud fart and starts laughing. My girlfriend yelled "mom!" but I was also laughing. Soon I let one rip and her mom gave me a high five. The two of us started going back and forth farting, almost like we were having a contest. My girlfriend was eyeing us and I could tell she was thinking "I can't believe you two." Her mom ended the contest with a huge loud and long fart that I knew I couldn't beat. As she got up, she told my girlfriend that I'm a keeper. My girlfriend smiled and said she knows. I got the feeling this won't be the only contest me and my girlfriend's mom have lol.
Mina
I like survey! Juliette did, so I also do. Code is Ma = Maho, K = Kazuko, H = Hisae, Mi = Mina.
How old are you? 28 (Mi, Ma) 29 (K,H).
How long does it take you to poop? 10 - 15 minutes (Mi, Ma, K) 3 - 10 minutes (H). H was always quick before, but now sometimes more slow.
What is your poop like? Hard and heavy (Ma) Quite hard at beginning, then more soft, then mushy (K, Mi) Soft and mushy )H)
Do you fart when poop? Usually (all four) We fart more than before.
Does your poop plop loudly in loo? Yes, in our flats. In the place , not so much. It depends on shape of toilet.
Are you comfortable pooping in toilet other than your own? We don't mind, but it never happen for Maho.
name all places you have pooped. Everywhere! Home, office, shopping mall, Mc Donalds (only H), bushes (Mi, H), hotels, hospital (Mi), aeroplane (Mi, H, K), public loo in Pisa (H).
How bad do you stink up loo when you poop? Our turds very smelly especially K's are. But we spray medicine in loo. We love smell of friends' poo, but we don't want to keep long time. Short time is enough.
Do you do to keep you occupied when you are in loo? Talk with friend a bit. Sometimes caress friend.
What time of the day you usually poop? Morning after breakfast. After other meal (H).
Do you do courtesy flush? Usually.
Have you ever clogged the toilet before? Once (Mi).
What sort of things make you poop? Food, of course. And too much laughing, and seeing friend poop. And.... sometimes shock (Ma, Mi).
How long does it take you to poop if you are constipated? Maximum about 45 minutes (Ma), but it vary.
How long does it take you to poop if you are diarrhoea? Sometimes little bit more than one hour (K), others less long, maybe 30 minutes (Mi). Maho's diarrhoea is very very rare.
Have you ever felt like you were done and then want to do some more? Yes. all of us have this feeling sometimes. H leave loo, then 5 minutes after, she rush back and burururururu, burururururu.
When you finish pooping and leave big smell, what does next person think? I answered above. In office etc, I don't know. Smell of motion is normal so we don't worry so much. I don't like when someone say yeesh or ewww.
How do you sit when you are on the toilet? Usually normal, but when a friend is squat on floor next to us, lean forward well so she can see. When we are very constipate, climb on loo and squat (but H never).
Would you rather have constipate or diarrhoea? We prefer to diarrhoea.
When was first time you found this site? Maybe about 5 years ago, but not sure.
I enjoy but very tired now! Hard to write in English. But friends gave many answer!! I love them!!! We are going to do group motion now. Even Maho wants to do. But I tell you another day, because after motion, we have to go out.
Love to everyone.
Your very own MinappeMina
Dear Victoria: Thank you for sweet words. I also think you are so sweet! What is "it" that you recommend to Chae?
Dear Juliette: Right now, not so special story about Kazuko. But if you look page 2419, you can find. Also page 2483. This week I slept in green flat with Hisae (Chae) her bottom also violent little bit, when she sits on loo her bottom opens in few seconds and then many bururururururururu noise, but she finish quickly, it is a bit pity. Next week I sleep in beige flat with Kazuko so I look forward to nice time in loo in morning, maybe she do huge volume every day because she always eating. I try to tell you detail of best day.
Love to everyone.
Mina[ppe]Victoria B.
Michael W.'s survey
Hey!
I have some free time today between an afternoon shift at the library and my night class and so I thought I'd do one of these surveys! First though, one response.
To Minappe: You're so sweet! Tell Chae that I recommend it!
Now, onto the survey!
1. How old are you? I turn 24 next month!
2. How long does it take you to poop? I normally get everything out within five minutes unless I'm constipated in which case things take a little longer to get moving-probably closer to ten minutes. Neither number includes the time spent between finishing going and wiping and that can be a couple of minutes too.
3. What is your poop like usually? One or two big, firm but not hard logs followed by some smaller pieces and/or some soft serve.
4. Do you fart when you poop? Yep, often right before my hole starts giving my number two the kiss goodbye.
5. Does your poop plop loudly in the toilet? Yeah, depending on what I'm dropping.
6. Are you comfortable pooping in other toilets than your own? I love pooping in new toilets!
7. Name all the places you have pooped. Too many to count!
8. How bad do you stink up the bathroom when you poop? Honestly? Not all that much.
9. Do you do anything to keep you occupied when you poop? Sometimes I play with my phone but I more often just sit and think. My time spent on the toilet is an opportunity to unplug and let go of the day's stresses.
10. What time of the day do you usually poop? I go once every morning and then a second time in the afternoon or early evening if needed.
11. Do you courtesy flush? I feel bad about using more water but sometimes it's unavoidable for someone who poops as much as I do!
12. Have you ever clogged the toilet before? At least a hundred times. I've been a huge pooper since I was a little girl.
13. What sort of things make you poop? My coffee habit does a lot of the pushing.
14. How long does it take you to poop if you are constipated? Sometimes upwards of fifteen minutes. It doesn't happen very often though!
15. How does it take you to poop if you are having diarrhea? I honestly can't remember the last time I had a serious diarrhea. It just doesn't happen very often.
16. Have you ever thought you were done and then felt like you had to poop some more? You bet I have.
17. When you have finished pooping and left a terrible smell in the bathroom, What does the next person who goes in there think? I don't know and honestly I don't care. I am one human who poops among billions of others.
18. How do you sit when you are on the toilet? I sit as far back on the seat as I can because I enjoy the cupping feeling it gives my bumcheeks and I take my pants and underwear down to knee level if I'm public or to my ankles if I'm in a private bathroom.
19. Would you rather be constipated or would you rather have diarrhea? Diarrhea.
20. When was the first time you found this site? I was a junior in college. Now I'm in my second year of grad school and I've been here since!
Love,
VictoriaEnd Stall Em
Bowel Movement Record Book
Recently I was helping my friend Reese move out of her room at her parents house and into the same dorm I live in. I told her if I was to spend any more time at my boyfriend Spencer's place, she could probably take over my room. But that's another story. Reese is 3 years younger than me. We literally bumped into one another as we raced for the end stall when it opened at 7:45 one morning in high school. The crash almost knocked the coffee container out of my hand. But she apologized profusely, helped me put the lid back on my coffee, and said if I was just going to pee I could have the toilet. I was. I did. I let her have a couple of swigs of my coffee because my first hour teacher was strict about distractions in class. I peed, wished her luck with her crap, and we got to talking the next few mornings in that bathroom. Our friendship grew from there. We found we were both interested in the journalism/language arts area. We went to some games together and I helped her get her job at the theater at our mall. She let me benefit from her employee pass a few times.
So in sorting through a lot of her stuff from high school, and she's a pack rat, I came across this brown book that looked like a pocket planner. I showed it to her. She seemed surprised. Even embarrassed. I was certain it wasn't a diary. She showed me the back cover. It was an advertisement for a group of doctors. And the paper was tan. Officially, it was a book in which a person tracked their bowel movements, or lack thereof. Reese explained that for each "sit" there were columns within which she would write in the time of day, day of the week, date, amount of time seated, and a chart where she checked the characteristics of any "activity." There was a place where she would write in information about her period, laxative or prescriptions taken and any other information. I remember being so surprised that I swore, and then apologized to her mother who had just walked up to the open doorway.
Reese's mom asked me about the bathroom situation on campus and how well the use of the dorm bathrooms by both sexes worked. I explained it to her that on one side of a large wall there are the urinals; on the other side there are the toilet, and that inside the two entrances to the large bathroom there are commonly-used sinks. She didn't seem too convinced, but told Reese she didn't want to see her fall back into her previous severe constipation problems. Trying to help Reese's case, I emphasized to her mom that in most of the dozens of classroom buildings and the student union there are separate male and female bathrooms on each floor. Sometimes I also cross the highway to a coffee shop where I get my java and also have my morning crap.
Below is a survey that might prove interesting. I'll start
Age: 21
Sex: F
1. At what age, if applicable, did you have your first constipation?
For a while when I started middle school. I think it was because the routine at school and food was different. I ate more starches and stuff like that.
2. Did you tell your parents? What did they say?
Not at first, but after a doctor's laxative prescription and her lecture on diet, Mom started to question me more. It was embarrassing, especially when friends were riding home with us to discuss that in front of them.
3. How long would you sit at home trying to go before giving up?
Sometimes up to 45 minutes. I loved reading and that was an opportunity to get it done.
4. About what percent of the time was the extended home-sit effective?
Maybe 20 percent of the time. Mostly after a big meal like Sunday dinner.
5. About what percent of the time was an extended public toilet-sit effective?
I would sit for up to 15 minutes, but even in the end stall, I was conscious when others were waiting. It was about 50 percent of the time effective. Just as I was about to give up, I would stand, reseat myself and with a stronger push I would often get 2 or 3 hard balls to drop.
6. In a public toilet, after your sit if you were unsuccessful did you still flush the toilet to fake success?
If anyone else was in the bathroom, yes.
7. At what age did you use your first suppository? Had you tried another laxative first?
It was during my first year of middle school. I had eaten too much junk food that my mom didn't know about. I had to use my first baby-sitting money for both. A friend had given me a couple of laxative pills but they hadn't worked after two days.
8. Does the color, contour or cleanliness of a public toilet seat aid in the ease with which you can have a crap?
Probably. I prefer white seats and prefer for the bathrooms to be modern and well-lit. One day in high school I remember walking across the building to the new wing where I was going to take a crap in the science dept. building bathroom. It was a brand new addition to the school. I loved that bathroom. Unfortunately, I got detention time when a vice-principal caught me in there. I got busted for violating a rule that I didn't know existed: being required to use the closest bathroom from your assigned classroom.
9. Does the size, quality and available supply of toilet paper aid your bathroom production?
Yes. In some of the bathrooms those cut up toilet paper squares are so tough to use, especially to clean yourself with after a soft crap.
10. Have any of you been asked to keep a bowel movement record book?
How long? How'd it go?
No.Deb
Our trip to Toronto
Hello, my name is Deb and I have posted here a few times before.
A few weekends ago, my husband and went on a trip to Toronto for a couple nights. We got a great deal from Hotwire and stayed right downtown.
I packed with me a few shirts a sweater, two pairs of jeans two pairs of panties. I brought some pads with me as well since I was once again expecting my period to start.
We got there on Friday afternoon and we walked around for a while. We had a nice dinner then went down by the water.
On Saturday morning, we went out for breakfast at the Sunrise Grill. After breakfast we went to the St. Lawrence Market. As we were walking I started getting some pretty bad cramps. I could tell that I needed to get to a toilet pretty soon. We were across from the market waiting for the light to change and I had to keep my butt cheeks clenched. When the light turned green, we started walking, but I lost my grip and a bit of mushy diarrhea slipped out. I let out a little moan and told my husband that I needed to get to a bathroom. We got inside and I started looking for one right away. The market was very busy and getting to the bathroom proved very difficult. Finally the cramps became too much and the urge to go became too great. I just couldn't hold it and filled my pink hipster panties with very mushy, warm diarrhea. I could feel my panties and jeans balloon out while the mess spread all over my butt cheeks and up my back. I didn't bother looking for the washrooms at that point, I just wanted to get out of there and back to the hotel so I could get cleaned up and changed. I went looking for my husband and our daughter and I had to go again in my pants. I finally found them and told my husband that we had to leave. He could tell that something was wrong but didn't say anything. I walked in front of them and when we got outside I looked at my husband and whispered "oh my god!" He put his arm around me and said "Oh honey, I'm so sorry."
We got back to the hotel and into our room and I went straight into the washroom. I took my shirt off and carefully lowered my jeans. The mess was everywhere. Up my back, up my front and down the back and insides of my legs. I had a long hot shower and cleaned myself off. I rinsed out my jeans and panties as well. My jeans turned out okay, but my pink hipster panties still have a big poop stain through them.
I got dressed again with another pair of hipster panties, this time blue with flowers. When our daughter woke up from her nap, and when I was sure that I was feeling better, we went back out. We went back down to the waterfront and had dinner. We walked around the boardwalk for a bit and I started getting cramps again. I told my husband that I wasn't feeling well and that we should probably get back to the hotel. I really had to go again and couldn't hold back a wave of diarrhea from rushing into my panties. It wasn't as bad as my accident earlier in the day, but it was bad enough that I had to get cleaned up and changed again. This one was much wetter than earlier and leaked through my yoga pants.
So I still had with me one clean pair of panties and one clean pair of jeans. But then my period started that evening. On Sunday my period was really heavy. We checked out and drove to Kensington Market to walk around before heading back home. At around noon I could feel that I needed to change my pad. We went to this grocery store and I went to the washroom to change it. To my complete horror, my pad had leaked right trough my jeans. There was a very noticeable half moon stain on the bum area of them. I was so embarrassed. I pulled my panties and jeans back up and looked in the mirror. I tried pulling down my shirt over it, but there was no hiding his accident.
I found my husband and daughter and said, "Can we just go home now?" He asked, "What's wrong? Are you okay?" I said, "No. My period is very heavy and my pad leaked. I bled through my pants." So, we drove back to London.
Minus my accidents, we actually had a pretty good time in Toronto.
Thank you,
Debswaggermuffin
I poop two or three times a day. My poops are soft and mushy with little to no body to them. I read stories on here about people laying huge turds, and only pooping like twice a week. I kind of envy people who take big poops like that. Is there something in my diet I can change to poop less frequently and more solidly? I'd say my diet is fault average, if a bit more meaty.
TL;DR : how do I make my poop more solid and less frequent?
Anyway, on to a story
I'm the pastry chef in the kitchen of a hotel. Most nights I work AP line which does apatisers, salads, and desserts. There's only one men's bathroom for guests and staff, and only one stall in it. Usually were not too busy to make this an issue. One day, a couple months, however, it was an issue. All of our reservations were in and our, and there hadn't been a table sat in like 10 minutes. I had been needing to relieve myself for maybe 20 minutes so I thought now a good time to do so. It wasn't urgent yet, but why risk it? So I head towards the bathroom and when I get there someone's in the only stall. No biggie, I just stand at the sinks and use my phone and wait for him to finish. No dice. I wait for maybe 6 minutes- how long it would have taken me to do my business -and decide I'll come back in a bit. Still not urgent. I head back to the kitchen, wash up and when I get back to my station, I have a dessert ticket[when a server takes someone's order, they enter it into a computer that tracks costs, profits, etc. The the computer sends the order to a printer at my station where it prints a 'ticket']. While I'm making that, I get another ticket. After that one, about 10 minutes have past and I'm starting to get slightly uncomfortable in my gut. I make my way to the bathroom, only to find the same pair of shoes under the stall. Who knows, maybe he's having a worse time than me. This time I just turn around and head back to the kitchen. Our location is in the middle a popular, multi day(or week) hiking trail, so we get a LOT of hikers during the summer. As such, we offer hiker specials and we have a hiker facility, where hikers can shower, do laundry, and, of course, use the restroom. This is at the top of the parking lot, but this was the height of hiker season and I didn't wanna use the facility dedicated to them. But it remained an option if things got dire. So I head back to the kitchen, wash up and just keep working. Now it's been about an hour since the initial urge and I'm starting to get pretty uncomfortable. I can tell from the stirring in my gut that it's diarrhea. Yay. I finish up what tickets I have and head to the bathroom for the third time. Same pair of shoes. Now I'm rather annoyed. There's no way someone uses a public restroom for what had to have been at least 40 minutes. I saw under my breath but audibly, "are you serious". Cause, like, c'mon. So now, things are dire. I considered going in the woman's restroom, but didn't humor the thought for more than a few seconds. I decide that I have to use the hiker bathroom. Nothing wrong with it, I just would hate to inconvenience a hiker. But my options have run dry. So I waddle all the way across the parking and find the door is locked. The hiker facility is on the corner of a barn that was there since before the hotel, and you can see clearly, light coming from under the door if someone is inside. I saw no such light, so I decided to take the back door. The back front door is between the bathroom and the parking lot. The back door is between the bathroom and the barn. So I go around the front of the barn and open the great big door, reach in and turn in the light. I've been inside dozens of times, but it still creeps me out. I close the door behind me so that no visitors can just wander in. I'm about half way across the barn when the upstairs creek. I nearly mess myself right then. Luckily I held on. So finally I get to the bathroom. I lock the door. I drop my drawers. And just sigh that I made it. I kinda realized how much I take for granted when it's easy to go to the bathroom. Something I like to when I just barely make it to the toilet is see how much longer I can hold it. So when I finally do go, it feels a lot more relieving. This time it wasn't too long. I felt my hole start to give way. I let a little go and hold back. Completely liquid. It sounded like someone pouring water in the bowl. I let the rest go without break. It was about 15 seconds of pure anal waterfall. Towards the end there was some more solid pieces and a single turn about 4 inches long. I was so relieved. It felt so good to finally have all that out of me. It must have been at least a quart. I pushed a few more times to make sure I was empty. I was; one and done. I peeked in the bowl and it looked like pumpkin soup. Bright orange with some small chunks here and there. What weird is I hadn't eaten anything that could have caused this. Regardless, I get to wiping. It takes a minute since it was so watery. The whole ordeal took less than a minute. I was kind of expecting more, considering the journey. But that's that. I wash up and head back down the parking lot and to the kitchen. It felt like I had been gone for a while, but checking the clock revealed it had only been about 4 minutes since I left for men's bathroom. So I get back to work and it was as if nothing even happened. No one even questioned me coming in the back door when I left out the front.
So that's my stor for today. Sorry for any grammar errors or whatnot. I cut my thumb pretty badly today and typing on my tablet isnt as easy as it normally is.
Constiguy
Toilet Bullies
I have noted some posts regarding bullying about bowel movements.
What happens when the bully wants to go to the toilet?
Also, guys that think girls do not poop! Where do they get off at?
To me, a girl pooping is real, normal and nice!!!
Fellas, get over yourselves!
I have always said that bodily functions should be accepted and enjoyed!
Monday, September 30, 2019
Constiguy
Reply Georgie P and Wiping
I note the post quite some days ago where someone wiped Georgie Ps bottom and the first time since she was a little child. This happened to me several years ago and I had just had an enema and release same on the toilet . The evacuation took it out of me and the therapist grabbed some toilet paper and went straight in and wiped my bottom. Felt so good . Had it done a number of times since. Some are rough and some are gentle and some are very particular. Right now I am posting this from the toilet. My laxatives, high fibre supplement and two suppositories have kicked in with joyful relief!!!Juliette from France
To Mina[ppe]
I also hate these mean girls.Pooping and farting were very normal things that we all have them everyday,I think these girls were just too boring,because they think heard a poor girl having bad diarrhea for 40 minutes were funny!I know how painful that seriously diarrhea could be.It was not funny.Every school have these meal people that were boring.One of my ex-boyfriend also laughed at me after hearing me poop,so I broke up with him,I found out a weird thing for the boys,is that they don't think girls poop,I coundln't understand this.The hair is a disaster for me,short blonde hair is not that beautiful than the long blonde hair before,but I have to do this from avoiding having these embrassing moment again,my bottom is also violent like your friend Kazuko,I sometimes can spurt some poop out of the stool when sitting.Can you tell me the story about your friend Kazuko,because we may have similar experience in toilet,because we all have violent bottom.
Juliette from France
Answer to Michael W.'s survey
1. How old are you? I am 19 years old.
2. How long does it take you to poop? Usually 10 minutes.
3. What is your poop like usually? Soft,mushy,watery
4. Do you fart when you poop? Yes, I fart a lot when poop
5. Does your poop plop loudly in the toilet? Sometimes.
6. Are you comfortable pooping in other toilets than your own? It depends on how many people are there.
7. Name all the places you have pooped.
I have pooped at school,at home,at bushes,in forest,at my home,in to trashcan,at public toilet,on airplane,on train
8. How bad do you stink up the bathroom when you poop? Very very bad,my poop were very very stinky.
9. Do you do anything to keep you occupied when you poop? (For example, Do you read, do your homework, surf the net on your phone, or play portable video games) Yes.
10. What time of the day do you usually poop? Early at morning,after meal,after exercise,after school,and before bed.I poop many times a day.
11. Do you courtesy flush? I often clogged the toilet.
12. Have you ever clogged the toilet before? Yes, very frequently.
13. What sort of things make you poop? Mexican food,ice cream,spicy food.
14. How long does it take you to poop if you are constipated? For about 1.5 hours.
15. How does it take you to poop if you are having diarrhea? It depends on how serious the diarrhea is,I have diarrhea as short as 10 minutes,and long as 5 hours.
16. Have you ever thought you were done and then felt like you had to poop some more? Yes.Especially when having diarrhea,sometimes I even spurt some dirty things in my pants after pooping.
17. When you have finished pooping and left a terrible smell in the bathroom, What does the next person who goes in there think? The next person will think that who made the smell.
18. How do you sit when you are on the toilet? I usually squatt.
19. Would you rather be constipated or would you rather have diarrhea? Diarrhea, I 'm actually used to having diarrhea frequently.I hate been constipated,because I poop a lot when constipated.
20. When was the first time you found this site? 6 months ago.Rose
Hey all!
Victoria's story about the spider has inspired me to ask - does anyone else have stories about insects and the toilet?
Have you encountered bugs in the toilet? Have you ever peed/pooped on an insect? Have you ever flushed a bug - live or dead?
Michael W.
Hey everybody. Only part of my story got posted for some reason and the whole thing didn't get posted. I think that this site is having problems, so I'm going to try this again.
It was late March 2013. I had just started college and I recently got a job at The Roadhouse and I was 24 years old. I woke up at 9 o'clock in the morning. I went outside for a cigarette and then I brushed my teeth and then I got dressed into my work uniform. I wore a black T-shirt, blue jeans, white crew socks, black dress belt, and black non-slip dress shoes. Then I combed my dirty blonde hair, grabbed my black leather jacket and let my brother-in-law know that I was ready for work. He also had to take my sister Samantha to work and her work was right by my work. Anyways I got dropped off first. I didn't go to work right away bcz I had some time to kill. So I went to Chick fil-A to get some breakfast. I ordered some mini chicken bisquits with lil hash browns, and sweet tea. I sat at one of the booths. I took my shoes off and sat cross legged and ate my breakfast. When I was almost done eating, my drink was nearly empty. "Would you like a refill?" A lady who worked there asked me. "Yes, please" I said. She filled my drink back up and then I finished my breakfast, put my shoes back on, dumped my tray and went to the Roadhouse which is right next door. Anyways, I was still early for work and had to clock in at 11:30. I went to the back over by the dumpster to smoke a cigarette while I was out there my boss (Not mentioning his name) was there. We talked and when we finished our cigarettes we both went to the Men's room. On our way there I hung up my black leather jacket. In the Men's room, I took the first stall. I locked the door, undid my belt, pulled my jeans and boxers down to my ankles, sat on the toilet and relaxed my butt. My boss took the handicap stall. We didn't talk while we were pooping. While I was sitting there pushing my logs out, I cupped my chin with my left hand and had my phone in my right hand. I was texting Colleen (A girl I was dating at the time), and country music was playing on the radio in the bathroom. I don't remember what me and her were talking about but I know that we were bickering like a couple of kids. She texted "Not Uh!" I texted "You're a brat." She texted "You're a dork." LOL! She did take a break from texting. So while I waited I read stories on this site (Before I had the guts to post my own stories). I pushed another log out and went "Mhmmmm!" and it plopped into the toilet. Then I farted and it was loud, like PFFFRRRTTTTT!!! My boss definitely heard it, but I didn't care. This was a bathroom and everybody poops and farts. I pushed a couple of more turds out of my butt which came along with some soft Pfffrrrt! Pfffrrrtt! Farts. I sighed in relief. Colleen texted me back and I looked at the time on my phone. It still wasn't time to clock in yet so I stayed seated and continued to text her. When time got closer I put my put my phone in my pocket. I started to wipe my butt with toilet paper. It took me 10 wipes to get my butt completely clean. Then I pulled my boxers and blue jeans back up to my waist and then I buckled my black belt and left the stall. I washed my hands at the sink and my boss came out of his stall and started to do the same thing. "Ya ready for a long day?" he asked. "Not really" I joked. Then I dryed my hands with paper towels and then I left the Men's room. I was in there for 45 minutes. I texted Colleen and told her "I text you when I'm on break." She texted "OK." Then I clocked in and started my shift. Gabby, one of the really cute waitresses asked me "Did you take a shit?" And I was like "Yeah." Then she was like "EWWW!" LOL!
Anyways that was my story. I'll post again later, until then Happy Pooping.
Victoria B.
Michael W.'s survey
Hey!
I have some free time today between an afternoon shift at the library and my night class and so I thought I'd do one of these surveys! First though, one response.
To Minappe: You're so sweet! Tell Chae that I recommend it!
Now, onto the survey!
1. How old are you? I turn 24 next month!
2. How long does it take you to poop? I normally get everything out within five minutes unless I'm constipated in which case things take a little longer to get moving-probably closer to ten minutes. Neither number includes the time spent between finishing going and wiping and that can be a couple of minutes too.
3. What is your poop like usually? One or two big, firm but not hard logs followed by some smaller pieces and/or some soft serve.
4. Do you fart when you poop? Yep, often right before my hole starts giving my number two the kiss goodbye.
5. Does your poop plop loudly in the toilet? Yeah, depending on what I'm dropping.
6. Are you comfortable pooping in other toilets than your own? I love pooping in new toilets!
7. Name all the places you have pooped. Too many to count!
8. How bad do you stink up the bathroom when you poop? Honestly? Not all that much.
9. Do you do anything to keep you occupied when you poop? Sometimes I play with my phone but I more often just sit and think. My time spent on the toilet is an opportunity to unplug and let go of the day's stresses.
10. What time of the day do you usually poop? I go once every morning and then a second time in the afternoon or early evening if needed.
11. Do you courtesy flush? I feel bad about using more water but sometimes it's unavoidable for someone who poops as much as I do!
12. Have you ever clogged the toilet before? At least a hundred times. I've been a huge pooper since I was a little girl.
13. What sort of things make you poop? My coffee habit does a lot of the pushing.
14. How long does it take you to poop if you are constipated? Sometimes upwards of fifteen minutes. It doesn't happen very often though!
15. How does it take you to poop if you are having diarrhea? I honestly can't remember the last time I had a serious diarrhea. It just doesn't happen very often.
16. Have you ever thought you were done and then felt like you had to poop some more? You bet I have.
17. When you have finished pooping and left a terrible smell in the bathroom, What does the next person who goes in there think? I don't know and honestly I don't care. I am one human who poops among billions of others.
18. How do you sit when you are on the toilet? I sit as far back on the seat as I can because I enjoy the cupping feeling it gives my bumcheeks and I take my pants and underwear down to knee level if I'm public or to my ankles if I'm in a private bathroom.
19. Would you rather be constipated or would you rather have diarrhea? Diarrhea.
20. When was the first time you found this site? I was a junior in college. Now I'm in my second year of grad school and I've been here since!
Love,
Victoria
Wednesday, September 25, 2019